Mania

Transfixed by the momentum of infatuation
powerless to break the bonds
held fast to the yardarm
straining to tighten the shackles

Gravity couldn`t hold a candle
to the power you have over me
not of this earth or any other orb
no hope to be free

The moon moves the oceans
as your beauty moves my heart
feeling the tidal surge of something larger
whole not a part

Nature can`t be turned
to satisfy the needs of mortal men
the mother in her fury
liberties defiant she defends
allowing sane such men
glimpses at creatures untamed
knowing full well the vision brings madness
to those not worthy to attain

But if a choice must be made
to be carried away by the dementia
or live your days with no clue to the nature of want
let mania rule